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Tag: conclusion
Gothic Life Is A Bitch sometimes
well from reading all the posts I come to one conclusion the same all we goth’s have I do beleive in the social life of today I find it hard to be a goth because of all the ridcular and the economic stats. It’s hard to state an opion. and Goths Now adays are consider… Continue reading Gothic Life Is A Bitch sometimes
Words Of The Confused
Destroying what was once ours these walls of fire consuming towers the walls I built with my hungry hate the walls which have no hopeful gate no entry for me to help the caged those within are entrapped and raged those trapped within the fire are the feelings I must acquire to feel my loves… Continue reading Words Of The Confused
the story of my life
lets cut the crap, sure i had a happy childhood. but i feel that is only because i was ignorant to the world around me, i was at peace not knowing anything about discrimination, and losing friends. up until about a year ago…
Your Fault
As I sit here all alone/ I’ve forgotten everything I’ve ever known/ I’ve lost what I’ve held clostest to me/ I forgot when days were good…/ How things used to be/ You’ve killed my heart, and you did well/ Now when I wkae up it is worse than hell/
Hell is other people…
You see I never actually believed that. In my own teenage angsty way I had a few other ideas about hell. However, the last few months of my life have got me pretty convinced that the world is screaming under the weight of ignorant, intolerant, bloody- minded assholes. Not a new idea i realise. However… Continue reading Hell is other people…
Rain
thunder pounds and lightning strikes, surprising little children as they ride on their bikes. people always run and hide, but in the rain is where i confide.
death? what death?
ok look at it this way we start out in our lif on this earth in our own little world that we call the womb we breath liquid we are sustained by a chord that links us to a greater being we call mother it is eternaly dark but we have no fear. then one… Continue reading death? what death?
People are People….
I have always woundered why people give gothic’s the weird look, maby they are afraid and can’t tolerate the different kinds?